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Potato Junkie

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I'm bitter
I'm twisted
James Joyce is fucking my sister
How can I remember 1690?
I was born in 1965

This business
Is pointless
To think that green's the only colour on the atlas
I'm trying hard just to survive
To keep myself alive

James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister
James Joyce is fucking my sister

I can see you, I can read you, I won't be you
(Scratch your eyes out, scratch your eyes out, I'll scratch your eyes out)
I can see you, I can read you, I won't be you
(Scratch your eyes out, scratch your eyes out, I'll scratch your eyes out)
I can see you, I can read you, I won't be you
(Scratch your eyes out, scratch your eyes out, I'll scratch your eyes out)
I can see you, I can read you, I won't be you
(Scratch your eyes out, scratch your eyes out, I'll scratch your eyes out)

Don't you ever feel attracted to the girls you photograph?
Sexually? That's not part of my job
Aren't you sexually attracted to me?
Yes, I am
Touch me
What?
I sad touch me. Please...

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infotainment_lad On Sep 03, 2005

I'm bitter
I'm twisted
James Joyce is fucking my sister
How can I remember 1690?
I was born in 1965

This business
Is pointless
To think that green's the only colour on the atlas
I'm trying hard just to survive
To keep myself alive

Don't you ever feel attracted to the girls you photograph?
Sexually? That's not part of my job
Aren't you sexually attracted to me?
Yes, I am
Touch me
What?
I sad touch me. Please...

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by infotainment_lad

20y ago

Very much a song about the Irish/Northern Irish divide and the ludicrocity of it's continuation. Some background information which should make things clearer:

'Potato Junkie' - Potatoes have long been an important part of the Irish diet, in fact being such a staple that the Irish Potato Famine of 1845-1849 killed around 1,000,000 people in Ireland.

'James Joyce is fucking my sister' - James Joyce was an author and playright, and a Catholic hero.

'How can I remember 1690?' - July 12th 1690 was the day of the Battle Of The Boyne, an important Protestant victory.

'I was born in 1965' - Andy Cairns was indeed born on September 22nd 1965, making there 225 years, 2 months and 10 days between his birth and the date which people are still supposed to celebrate or be bitter about.

'To think that green's the only colour on the atlas' - I assume this is a reference to the stereotype of Ireland as being entirely green. This line, along with those around it, says that it's pointless to pretend that Ireland is a green, idyllic land, it's a place where people are at risk every day.

Anyway, if you ever get the chance to see them live, do it, just for this song! Oh, and better memorise the 'James Joyce is fucking my sister' bit...

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by laynecobain

14y ago

I might be wrong, but Joyce wrote some of the most sexually explicit letters that you can imagine, to his wife, and those ended up published in a book a while ago. What I'm trying to say is, maybe Andy caught his sis pleasuring herself while reading that book? The sexuality of those letters is very stimulating, as it's written in very poetic, colorful language :).

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